Share with me Cherie
The life you left unwoken
Asleep under ice
Send me your sweet heart
Riddled with self-inflicted
Knife wounds I may mend
I feel in your words
In your thoughts the flesh you sear
In hope of sealing
And hiding the pain
Of existence without love
Living from below
You are not alone
Cherie do not
Be afraid
Cherie please
Do not wait
For me
Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 2:22 PM UTC
Share with me Cherie
The life you left unwoken
Asleep under ice
Send me your sweet heart
Riddled with self-inflicted
Knife wounds I may mend
I feel in your words
In your thoughts the flesh you sear
In hope of sealing
And hiding the pain
Of existence without love
Living from below
You are not alone
Cherie do not
Be afraid
Cherie please
Do not wait
For me
